Morning MistsFor a moment between sleep and awake, where dreaming slips away with light and from dreams the world emerges. There, for one moment, whole.
There and then, bridging the divide that hides a greater truth. Then to see and imagine and know ourselves and our existence not only enfleshed but also released.
That is the fleeting glimpse of all that speaks the truth of self, the world and the one who knows both.
(Shannon and spent our honeymoon in the San Juans of Washington State. On our last day we anchored off Spencer Spit on Lopez island and had a relaxing beach fire and walk. A great way to wrap up our time in the San Juans. The next morning as I prepared the boat to leave this scene greeted me. To me it represented the wonderful time we enjoyed there and offered farewell as we headed back into our everyday lives and responsibilities.)
This Photo was taken in Spain, along the Camino de Santiago, an ancient pilgrimage trail across Northern Spain. Shannon is a real pilgrim walking 500 miles of this path over 5 weeks.
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